The old ways

Legolas lay panting as his body shuddered repeatedly, his eyes were glazed over and the long slender fingers still clutched the sheets tightly. With the out most care and tenderness, Haldir slowly pulled his hand from Legolas body. A low and soft moan escaped the prince at the loss of that full feeling. After wiping his hand on the sheets, Haldir moved to Legolas’ side and cuddled up to him. He trailed soft butterfly kisses along the jaw towards those lush slightly parted lips. As soon as Legolas felt Haldir’s lips on his skin he turned his head toward him and with his eyes closed probed with his own lips for Haldir’s mouth. For a long time no words were spoken and all that mattered was the burning sensation of utter contentment between them. They fell asleep in this position and did not awake until Arien had risen high above Middle earth.

Legolas woke first and nuzzled his husbands neck, inhaling the scent of lust and deep sleep. "I love you" he whispered against the curved ear before him and was rewarded with a sleepy moan from Haldir. Strong arms drew the prince closer holding him tight. "Love, we will have to leave the bed. It is way past midday." Legolas tried to rouse Haldir, without much success. So he lay back and let his thoughts wander remembering last nights passion and what Haldir had done to him. Legolas still felt the humming satisfaction deep inside of his body. Never before had he experienced something like this. Elrond had been right, it was not a bad thing and, yes, he had enjoyed it. Immensely, to be honest. He was glad that Haldir had taken the advantage of the situation and gone through with it. But had he learned what they both needed to know?

Flushing deeply, Legolas recalled that they would have to tell Elrond of their nightly escapade and of its results. Suddenly he felt Haldir stir and two large sleepy eyes looked at him. "Good morning, my love" Haldir whispered drowsily and kissed Legolas tenderly on his cheek.

It took them some time to get ready and leave their talan to visit Elrond.

A bright smile widened on Elrond’s face after Haldir had told him about their night of passion and of what Haldir’s fingers had encountered.

"That does sound very promising Haldir. We had to make sure that this new organ inside of Legolas’ body works they way it is supposed to be. Now we know it does. So from now on, whenever you sleep with your husband and you are taking him, there is the chance that he will indeed become pregnant. Naturally provided that Legolas comes to an orgasm as well. Otherwise it was just worth the fun. I do not know when it actually is going to happen, but it will one day. After the pregnancy, if you two should consider a second child, you will not have to wait for fate to handle things. After the first pregnancy Legolas will be able to nudge his body into conceiving a child. I will tell him how it theoretically works. So, do not worry. He will not be getting pregnant every time you indulge in sexual release."

"Legolas!" a soft hand was stroking his cheek. "Legolas!"

It took the elf more time than usual to find his way back into the harsh cold world of reality. "Haldir?" he whispered unconsciously.

"No, I am sorry. It’s me Aragorn. Come we must continue out journey. Please, wake up. Legolas?" Aragorn had crouched beside the sleeping elf. Gandalf was meanwhile rousing Gimli from his deep sleep and muttering about dwarvish sleepiness.

Legolas blinked several times and at last focused on Aragorn hovering above him. When he was sleeping his elven features had held a small smile, which now was slowly turning into a frown. Legolas could feel his heart fluttering in his chest, as a wave of loss hit him again. Without noticing a soft gasp escaped him and Aragorn quickly held onto the elf’s shoulders.

"Legolas. Hear me. You have to rise. Please let me help you. All will get better in time, you will see. We all want to help you."

With the help of the ranger Legolas sat up and took a steadying breath.

"Yes." He mumbled quietly "Yes, I will come."


Haldir stayed quiet and calm while Eowyn changed his sheets and washed his body. He felt oddly relaxed after his vivid dream and he could feel the love and passion for his husband bubble in his veins. When Eowyn had finished she smiled at him and cocked her head a bit. "Are you by any chance hungry, my Lord Haldir?"

"Actually I am. Yes, thank you." He smiled back at her.

"Good. I will fetch you some food. But I dare say, I believe they have made porridge again." Her long dress swished behind her as she left the room in a hurry.

Haldir turned his head so he could see one of the small windows. He had absolutely no idea if it was morning or afternoon, for all he could see was a piece of clear blue sky. He relished a slight breeze that touched his face and he wished he could just stand up and walk from this room to go outside.

The pain in his back had lessened a little bit, but Haldir knew quite well that it hadn't healed as much as he would have liked. So he chastened himself and willed himself to relax and wait for Eowyn to bring him some food.

Only a very short while later he heard her before she even addressed him. "Now, you seem to be lucky. Here have a look. I've got some fresh milk, fruit and bread. A piece of cheese, if you like, and a piece of cold meat. How does that sound. Obviously, the first help with supplies has arrived and we have some fresh things to help the wounded and the rest of the remaining people"

Haldir smiled at her and raised his head a little "That sounds wonderful. To taste some fresh fruit again. "